4th of July

 Happy 4th of July everybody!  Today we went to our first ever parade!  There were lots of people.  Mom and Dad said we were VERY good.  We didn't bark at other dogs, and we didn't get bothered by the loud music or police and fire sirens either.  

We got there before it started.  Me and Stanley wondered why so many people were along the streets.

Stanley was watching to see what was coming.

I was trying to watch the parade but then I saw a bug.

We were very well behaved (unlike the other dog that the lady is holding).

We had to move against the building to get some shade because it was VERY, VERY hot!  Since we couldn't see past all the people Dad boosted us up.

We were very respectful when the flag went by.

We only had 2 minutemen in our parade.  Mom said our parade was "low budget".

We almost missed the D.A.R.E. car!  Our peep-brother Shane is a police officer and our grand peeps were in the car too.

This band was very loud but we didn't mind.  We tapped our paws to the beat of the music.

We never saw a horse before!  One of these was going the wrong direction.  They poop big too!

After awhile, it got so hot that mom and dad decided to walk back to the park.  They said it would be good practice for us to walk through the crowds of people on the side walk.  We did really good but as we walked along we could hear people murmuring how cute we were.  Many people stopped us and asked what breed we were.  Many wanted to pet us.

This lady thought I was very cute and said she had to pet me.  She liked how I just came over and was so nice. (We have another picture of another lady who had to pet me but Blogger didn't like the picture.)

Of course the kids loved us too.  The lady on the far right said she had a full sized Dood.

Stanley wanted to make sure this moment was being caught on camera because he was displaying perfect manners -  no jumping or biting!

This little boy was autistic and he loved us and kept petting us.  His mom and dad had already stopped us earlier to find out about Goldendoodles.  They want to get him one.  We thought this must be what it was like to be a therapy dog!

He was crazy about Stanley and Stanley had the most perfect manners for a LONG time, about 15 hours.

Stanley sat perfectly still and just smiled.

I thought I better say hello to the boy too.

Even when I was ready to go (remember, it was HOT!) Stanley was good and stood by the little boy.

When the parade got over, we were walking back to the truck and some more people stopped us.  Really, about 87 people stopped us already!  They went crazy over me because they liked my color.  They were so impressed with me and Stanley that they wanted our breeder's cell phone number that minute!  The lady texted them and said they wanted a dog just like us!

After we got home, we did "Dad's tradition".  Every 4th of July he counts up his "road kill".  That is money he finds when he and mom are out walking or running.  His best year was $54.90 (he found a $20 bill so  that really raised the amount).   He poured the coins out on the counter and showed them all to me.

"Stanley, would you look at all this money!" I said.

"I better check it for bugs.  All clear!"

"Let me see Murphy, there might be something in there that can cut Dad's finger when he starts counting."

"Looks OK to me Dad, go ahead and count it."

 There was a total of $10.12.  Over the past 8 years that dad has been collecting his road kill, he has found a total of $122.40 that people have just thrown away.  After that, me and Stanley needed to take a nap.  Mom says there will be a fireworks show tonight and we will want to stay up and watch it.

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Have a fun and safe 4th of July everyone!

Murphy